Bruce Springsteen - Straight Time lyrics

Got out of prison back in '86 and I found me a wife

Walked the clean and narrow

just tryin' to stay out and stay alive

Got a job at the rendering factory,it ain't gonna make me rich

In the darkness before dinner comes

Sometimes I can feel the it

I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line

I'm sick of doin straight time

My uncles at the evenin' table makes his living runnin' hot cars

Slips me a hundred dollar bill, says

"Charlie, you best remember who your friend are."

I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line

I ain't makin' straight time

Eight years in, it feels like you're gonna die

But you get used to anything

Sooner or later it becomes your life

Kitchen floor in the evening, tossin' my little babies high

Mary's smilin', but she watches me out of the corner of her eye

Seems you can't get any more than half free

I step out onto the front porch, and suck the cold air deep inside of me

Got a cold mind to go tripping cross that thin line

I'm sick of doin' straight time

In the basement, huntin' gun and a hacksaw

Sip a beer, and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floor

Come home in the evening, can't get the smell from my hands

Lay my head down on the pillow